deadpuffin

I took the train to nowhere where seats are dust and passengers are ghosts. Yes, the train to nowhere. Nowhere I go, go round and round I scream and shout but there's no one around to hear my words. Are you in this train too? I don't want to know, don't want to see 'cause you're the reason I'm here and for this fact I hate you. Crying mechanics, wheezing steam We go nowhere it seems. Isn't it a perfect time to die? In the wagon of doom I sit and cry. Blurry vision, melting colors, All is shaped liquid and grey. For fear and pain are ours, I want the end of this day.